The tilt of her chin had always been hers. Her defiance against what the world had done. She found she didn't mind his apparent desire to touch, to tilt further, to take a little bit of that, while reaffirming it at the same time.
She made a pleased sound at the deepness of the kiss. Her hands slipped further up the planes of his abdomen until one rested against his heartbeat.
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Date: 2006-01-23 06:25 pm (UTC)She made a pleased sound at the deepness of the kiss. Her hands slipped further up the planes of his abdomen until one rested against his heartbeat.